I walk down the newly cleaned hall to the attic. I have my blonde hair down my back in a single braid and I am wearing my baker's clothes. I see the door, locked of course mother and father will never let us in there. I close my eyes and remove the key from my apron top. Little bits of lour sprinkle down on the clean vacuumed carpet making it look like snow. I tip toe over to the brown old door and quickly unlock the door. I gives a large creek sound as I open it a quickly shut it once I'm in. It's dark and there is no light I stumble around for a bit but I soon find a light switch.
Once it is on there is only a single staircase next to me and dust everywhere the room is so uninviting, no wonder mother and father don't want us up here but there has to be another reason. I test the first step it seems stable and doesn't make a noise when I step on it then the next and the next and soon I am bumping my head on a locked trap door. I pull out the same key and try it, it works thankfully and I push the trap door.
It's a little stiff and it takes me a few tries to finally get it open. The room is dark once again accept for the yellow gloom beneath me. I fumble for a light switch and find one next to the door when I turn it on the room quickly lights up. The room is old and brown no one has bothered to paint it or clean it for years I would imagine. I see old furniture sheets layered with dust I touch a bit of the dust and it finds its way on to my floury hands how weird the dust and flour look. I keep walking uncovering sheets which make dust whirl in the air, opening boxes and finding nothing but old decorations and broken things but at the back of the room in a whole heap, Boxes and boxes of photos drawings weapons and videos.
I grab four tapes and stuff them in my apron and take photos of small girl's older man and one handsome looking man with brown hair olive skin grey eyes some of other people who don't make an impression on me the photos look old and torn but I stuff them in my clothes. I find a weeding photo of two people that I have never seen before and two books one with plants in it and another a story book.
I make a dash out of the attic running down the old dirty stairs and quickly closing the door. I walk casually down the stairs to my bedroom I'm not the type of person who gets scared but the sight of Finnick on my bed makes me jump. "Oh you scared me" I say shoving my apron into my wardrobe Finnick gives a laugh and lays on my bed. "I didn't know you and, Annie was coming today" I murmur. Finnick my best friend who comes from District four he is the same age as me and his mother, Annie have apparently been friends with my family for a while.
Finnick sits up and traces his green eyes on me and gives a frown. "Why didn't you want to see me?" he asks I smile and jump on him he gives yelps out his bronze hair getting in a tangled mess. "Stop I need to fix my hair" he yells smiling. We both sit up, "Lilly will be happy to see you" I say grimly I may never have been in love with Finnick but the thought of him dating Lilly the person who broke my own brothers heart makes me boil with rage. "Okay" is all Finnick says.
"I thought we could you know go hunting or something I have my trident today" he says cheerfully pulling it out from under his feet. "Alright" I say we walk out of my room and I hand Finnick a few hunting knives. I grab my knife belt knifing being the thing I'm best at and my bow and arrow something I'm alright with I see my father and mother in the kitchen talking about something with Annie. "I'm going out" I call I hear my mother yell "don't be too long" "Katniss we have to know where she's going" my father starts "Well Peeta she's got some weapons I would suspect she as going hunting" just the normal chatter in the house. "Wait" I say before we leave I race up to my room and get one of the taps it says 74th and something scribbled out on the side. "I know just the place to watch this" I whisper once I get back next to Finnick.